Chapter 140

Qingyao's mind moved and the bottom of his eyes moved: "don't both husband and wife belong to the same family? Why does she fight with you?"

President Tang coughed again: "she is her and I am me. They earn their own flowers. Our marriage has long existed in name."

Qingyao blinked. Now the marriage is really complex, but his marriage relationship is not so complex and unknown. Alas, everyone has a difficult Sutra to read.

She looked at him with bright eyes: "it's 30% to mention Chengdu?"

"Yes, 30%!"

"Well, I'll have a competition, but after the competition, I'll sign a contract with the martial arts school so that you won't regret not giving me a commission."

President Tang smiled: "no problem, I only believe in black and white!"

Qingyao and the thin man both went to get the appropriate boxers. Qingyao was red and the thin man was black.

Everyone automatically went around to form a circle.

The two formally put on a pose.

Everyone couldn't help holding their breath.

Especially Gu Jingcheng, the nerves of his whole body collapsed tightly.

At first, both of them just waved their fists tentatively.

They looked at nothing, but the strength of them was just that they knew each other.

Qingyao knows that although he has three paragraphs, men are naturally stronger than women. He can only work hard on ingenuity and speed to win.

Thin men like to shout.

Qingyao's face collapsed tightly, and her nerves were mobilized all over her body.

Instead of shouting to get people's attention, it's better to guard strictly and find the opportunity to kill him by surprise.

So for ten rounds, they didn't touch each other's fatal place, and the thin man couldn't hold his breath.

With his sharp low roar, people saw him like a tight broken bow, kicking his flying legs straight to Qingyao's temple.

If this leg is kicked accurately, Qingyao's face must be torn open.

Gu Jingcheng's fingers are about to pinch the skin and flesh and sink deep into it.

He couldn't help thinking of his freshman year, because Yun Qinglong wanted to revenge several social gangsters who bullied him and asked Qingyao to avenge him. That time, at the age of 20, she lost the most miserably to each other's eight young men, which was not much better than the miserable way she wrapped up when she came to him to return the film last time.

He was afraid that she would be beaten like a rag doll again and lay lifeless on the white hospital bed.

"Ah -" Gu Jingcheng was thinking and suddenly heard a scream.

There was silence around. A few seconds later, cheers and applause almost overturned the roof.

The thin man didn't kick Qingyao, but Qingyao took advantage of his impulse to attack him.

He thought she would not retreat or hide, but he didn't expect her to face him, and hit him heavily in the abdomen like an iron bowl.

The thin man was taken by surprise and fell to the ground with a bang.

He struggled to get up and attack, but general manager Tang had stood in the middle: "it's a competition, not a life and death fight, so far! Who wins and who loses, the result has been out, coach he, what else do you disagree with?"

The thin man is also a man. After listening to this, he no longer tangled with each other. He stroked his abdomen and walked to Qingyao. Gu Jingcheng had stopped Qingyao first.

The thin man shouted, "go away!"

Mr. Tang said, "Mr. Gu, please go away. Coach he won't fool around!"

Gu Jingcheng and president Tang also knew each other. After seeing the thin man for a few eyes, he was still worried and only moved away a few steps.

Qing Yao's hands are fists, still clenched and on guard.

But the thin man suddenly bowed to her deeply, then turned around and strode away.

President Tang raised his hands in the middle and clapped a few palms. Lang said, "now you have seen your cloud coach's real kung fu. Learn from her. If you have interested relatives and friends, you can also introduce them. Cloud coach won't let you down!"

"Good!" dozens of students applauded.

When president Tang went out, he gave Qingyao a thumbs up.

Qingyao calmly smiled back, but his heart was so cool.

One word, cool, two words, cool, oh, no, three words!

Why didn't you expect such a great job?

Yun Qingyao, Yun Qingyao, you say you have wasted your golden time for many years!

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30% of the contract was signed, but few people really learned Sanda.

Not many people signed up at all.

But Gu Jingcheng really realized his promise. For two days, people from his company came to sign up.

Qingyao can't stop it. They can't even think about it. They all pay the tuition directly at the registration office and then come to class. She can't go to the registration office every day to let the tuition refund catch up with others. Moreover, if there is no special reason and the students don't drop out voluntarily, the tuition can't be refunded at all.

Therefore, if Qingyao wants to work here, he can only watch Gu Jingcheng and his company's staff attend class every day.

She's depressed, too.

And this depression is growing.

The next day, Qingyao finished his morning class and was ready to go out to find a place for lunch.

The martial arts school is small and there is no canteen, so there is only food allowance, regardless of meals.

You have to go out with your money to find food or bring it yourself.

Qingyao didn't mean well to ask LAN Siyi to cook dinner for herself early in the morning and bring it back, so they all went out to eat.

The stir fry shop she ate yesterday tasted good. She went over again, picked up an empty table, sat down and ordered Mapo Tofu.

There is a bustling commercial street near here. The house price, rent and price are more expensive.

Any vegetarian dish costs more than ten yuan.

Qingyao is not going to eat meat here. Anyway, LAN Siyi will prepare delicious food for her when she goes back in the evening. She will make do with her lunch.

The food was neat, and a man sat down opposite his table.

It's Gu Jingcheng who has taken off his martial arts school sportswear and changed into a suit.

He repeatedly wanted to have dinner with her, but she refused.

Unexpectedly, this time he was so bad that all the meals she ordered were on the table. He came before he had a bite.

Qingyao has no money and needs to save more, so she can't leave without a mouthful of food just fried.

She had to speed up her meal and swallow it.

Who knows Gu Jingcheng is more clever. He calculated that she would come to this shop again.

He ordered all the meals early in the morning. After sitting down, he directly asked the boss to bring all the dishes he had ordered and prepared.

Then, the speed of Qingyao can't get up.

This guy actually ordered a table of dishes and hit her greedy insects straight.

The red spicy chicken, braised fish, grilled pork, fried scallop, string shrimp and egg dumplings are her favorite. Even if she goes home in the afternoon, she can't eat them.

Because LAN Siyi pays attention to balanced nutrition, her cooking is light, especially in soup.

Qingyao feels delicious once or twice, but these are her true love.

As she continued to cook, she swallowed at a table of true love.

Gu Jingcheng put the dishes in front of her one by one. Instead, the Mapo Tofu she ordered was moved to him. He smiled sincerely: "it's all you like to eat. Eat more."

Qingyao hardly looks away, stretches his hand and pinches his Mapo doupo.

The tofu was slippery and far apart. She didn't put chopsticks in her clips. She simply didn't clip it. She continued to pull dry rice into her mouth.

Gu Jingcheng smiled, picked up a shrimp and forcibly sent it to her bowl: "people are guilty, but the food is innocent. If you don't eat, this table will be wasted if you don't eat. But it's all fresh ingredients. I went to the supermarket to buy vegetables and let the boss add work."

Outside the window, a dark blue Porsche stood by the side of the road for a long time. In the window, Xiao Wei stared at the two people who looked "flirting and flirting" in the small fry shop. He didn't know that his fingers holding the steering wheel were embedded in the palm skin

Qingyao frowned, took out the shrimp in the bowl, threw it into his bowl and continued to pick up his dry rice.

Someone nearby has been secretly glancing at them, and now he is pursing his mouth and holding back his smile.

Gu Jingcheng was quite embarrassed.

He looked at Qingyao helplessly. Qingyao ate half of his meal and was ready to get up, check out and leave.

As a result, Gu Jingcheng suddenly stretched out his hand, pulled her to sit in a chair, and stroked her face with his fingers: "don't move, there are grains of rice on her face, can't you keep it for the next meal?"

Qingyao thinks his joke is really vulgar.

When the mobile phone rings, it's Qingyao's mobile phone.

She waved Gu Jingcheng's hand and answered the phone.

"It's lunchtime. Have you eaten?" Lu Shaoqiu at the other end of the mobile phone should be walking. There was the steady footsteps of men's leather shoes across the bright floor tiles from the microphone.

Hearing the low and beautiful voice, Qingyao couldn't help smiling sweetly at his tight lips: "eating, how about you? Have you eaten? Remember to eat no matter how busy you are!"

The sweet smile hurt Gu Jingcheng at the table.

He again picked up the shrimp thrown by Qingyao in the bowl and sent it to the bowl in front of Qingyao. He seemed to smile unintentionally and said, "Yao'er, you eat too little. You still have such strong physical exercise in the afternoon. How can you stand eating so much!"

The sound is not big or small. It seems very ordinary.

Every word was clearly said to Qingyao's mobile phone microphone.

Sure enough, Lu Shaoqiu's footsteps disappeared, and his voice was obviously cold: "are you with Gu Jingcheng?"

Clear away sweat.

Why does he hear so well?

He glared at Gu Jingcheng fiercely. Qingyao quickly stood up and went to the door to answer the phone.

Gu Jingcheng smiled complacently on his lips and said, "boss, pay the bill!"

In fact, the boss who has been watching them lively immediately ran over: "handsome boy, you haven't moved this table."

"How much is how much. We really didn't move. Otherwise, we'll give it to you."

The boss grinned happily: "I haven't moved. What's wrong? Thank you, handsome man!"

Gu Jingcheng got up naturally, walked out of the store door, stood behind Qingyao, took his pocket with both hands, and waited for her leisurely.

Qingyao didn't have time to explain on the phone, but there was only a beeping blind sound.

She quickly dialed again and didn't answer.

Dial again or not.

Dial hard. As a result, it comes from the microphone. The subscriber you dialed cannot be connected for the time being. Please redial later.